This is a song about "Orders"

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

Patiently taking orders in order to conquer this

I really not scared of nobody, darkc,pardon me,orders dont bark at me,

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Sat back as the spectre giving orders to the interceptor thats not the authority

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Y'all niggas act like waitress, you're always taking orders,

Blare recorders with static scraps but don't blame the orders when the matic taps.

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

And scott larock the super ho back in latin quarters

Like odysseys and stop fighting wars that the government orders,

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Because i'll be barking orders like i'm sergeant slaughter,